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Friday, August 26, 2011

The Good News and The Bad News

The slut mobile is gone....and I lost my job.

Yes, we sold the truck last night. The one that my cheater would drive his slut around in during their little get togethers. I was not sad to see it go. BYE BYE SLUT MOBILE. I never did sit in the passenger seat again after I knew she had sat on it. Glad to know I will never have to either. Another trigger out of my life...YAY.

In other news, I lost my job last Friday. Yep, just like that. I'm actively seeking other employment now. But I can't help but think what if I was divorced right now? Of course, I am going to apply for unemployment, and maybe I would be okay financially? I am not sure..... but it scares me....and makes me sad to think that I still don't trust my cheater to think that it could be tomorrow that he decides he doesn't want to be with me again.

Then you have the whole situation of how life is really teaching me a hard lesson...I may have something today but that doesn't mean it will be here tomorrow. Something you have could be taken from you just like that. I loved my job...of course, finally I love my job and for the first time in my life I get laid off because of the company's lack of funds to pay us (almost everyone was let go...). <sigh>

But how does this relate to infidelity you may wonder? Well, besides the fact that I relate to the possibility that I could be dealing with this as a single divorced woman. My husband has been trying his best and doing a good job being supportive to me. He even saw the shrink to find out how to best help me in this bad time. Kudos to him.... I knew there was a reason I came and stayed and why I love him... I just knew there was a reason....

3 comments:

I'm so sorry about your job. I wish you the best in your job hunt. On the bright side, congratulations on getting rid of the offending vehicle. Both of our cars are triggers for me because my husband used them to meet his slut. Immediately after discovery, I sprayed alcohol on the passenger seats to help me mentally sanitize the skank residue. I will celebrate when we trade both cars in.

Isn't it crazy how the littlest (but to us it's the biggest) things disgust us? Like how our ass being somewhere that "HER" ass has been? Ugh...so so glad that eye sore is gone. Can't wait for yours to be too!